Married To The Disabled Ceo
fabric could ground her. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows, but she barely noticed. Tonight wasn't about th
us Th
es. A man whose name was synonymous with power and
in her head. "You should be grateful, Joanne. Any wom
ate
leeding money for years, and Marcus Thompson, with his wealth and influence, was the only man powestr
old her. "You should consider yourself lucky, Joa
through her chest,
restaurant known for hosting billionaires, politicians, and the
moothing down the silk of her dress. Her heels clicked
wine and truffle-infused dishes. A waiter guided her to
en, she
ssed in a tailored black suit, his sharp jawline and piercing gray eyes made him look m
eath caught
invincible, a force of nature that crushed anythin
met,, something flickered in h
ips curved i
oth but edged with steel.
ir across from him. The moment she did, Marcus leaned
.. fragile," he said, his
her spine. "I expecte
rink. "You don't seem like the t
do
d, leaning back
d. "Then why a
oyance? Amusement?-crossed
e, I never turn
eart p
of delicately arranged seafood in
will play the role of the perfect fiancée in public. Smile when necessary, attend the events, and do
curled into her la
, his eyes locking onto hers,
roat ti
ore than a business
surprised her. It s
n. "Fine. But I hav
an eyebrow, int
onvenience." Her voice didn't waver, even as her pulse raced. "You want me t
s smile spread ac
s drink, eyes glinting with something unr
le. He glanced at it, his expression darkening. Without a word
's over,
" She f
lope from his suit pocket a
gagement
s breath
see you
shed floor, leaving Joanne alone with nothing but a stack of cold legal docum